“I’m not an open person, which you know. I don’t do love, and I don’t do copious amounts of sharing because life is what you make it. When you focus too much on the shitty stuff it ruins the good in your life.” He paused, his eyes staring right into mine. I could feel the connection between us growing. I dug my fingernails into the bed sheets forcing myself to stay seated on the bed.
“Most people know that I lost my mom, but they don’t know what it did to me or how much it changed me.” He leaned his elbows on his knees and placed his head in his hands. Anguish came off of him in waves. True emotions, not the fake, masked like ones I’d seen every day exploded from within him.
“You don’t need to tell me anything, Talon,” I reassured him, knowing that sharing something so daunting couldn’t change things between us. I couldn’t let Talon into my heart without hurting myself. I needed to protect myself because there was no one to pick me up when shit went bad, and it always went bad.
Everything in life had an expiration date: milk, bread, life, and love. That’s why him telling me this changed nothing. Or at least it couldn’t.
“I do need to tell you,” he urged on, his face was hidden in the shadows. I wanted to get up from the bed and wrap my arms around him but stopped myself.
Don’t get attached. Don’t fall in love. Don’t give into his past.
“Talon, I don’t want to know. I can’t know,” I confessed. I had to because I was scared to let anything happen between us. I had to fight it because if I didn’t I would end up hurt. Heartache never sat well when you still had to be around them for years afterwards.
He ran a hand through his dark hair before pulling his face from the shadows. In his eyes I could see a thunderstorm brewing, the start of lightning and thunder on the horizon. I knew he deserved to share this story with the girl that mattered more than I did, or more than I ever could.
“You should know though, because then you’ll get why I am the asshole I am. Why I use and abuse, and why I refuse to care.” I could feel fear in the words he spoke. I knew what I was about to do would sever everything that had already formed between us, but I couldn’t let this keep going on.
“Get out, Talon. Leave this room and go on with your night. I don’t care to know why you hate everyone or why you want to use me. I just don’t,” I yelled, getting up from the bed and opening the bedroom door.
My stomach flipped and nausea rose in my throat. My eyes felt heavy and my chest ached as I watched shock cover his face. Then his eyes went flat and his jaw was clenched, and I could tell there was something he wanted to say to me but knew he wouldn’t. Talon didn’t give you chances. He eyed me up from the tips of my toes to the top of my head as he got up from the chair stopping right in front of me.
“I know you want to fuck me, so why don’t you just give in already. I thought for sure sharing something with you would get those silky panties to come right off of you.” He smiled but it was forced.
“Never. It will never happen, Talon. Not in a million years.” My heart was beating out of my chest as I spoke the words. I could feel the heat of his body against my skin as he pushed into my chest, forcing my body against the wall. I was trapped with nowhere to go, his hard cock pushing against my thigh.
“You feel that…that stiffness.” I couldn’t muster up even a word because I wasn’t sure I could trust myself to say no to anything he asked.
“I’m rock hard for you. Ready to claim your pussy, and you continue to shove me away.”
“I don’t want you or your cock,” I said without warning. He glared at me, one of his fingers reaching out to run across my bottom lip.
“Such a sweet girl to being saying such a naughty word. It’ll be more than an amazing to watch you suck me off one of these days.” His words were turning me on, his voice like velvet as it rubbed across my throat and neck. I could smell him. I could feel him, and I’ll be damned I really fucking wanted him.
“Go!” I ordered, forcing the words from my mouth. All I got was a smirk as he rubbed his chest across mine, causing my nipples to pucker. Wetness seeped into my panties.
“You’re wet for me…” Talon spoke just as he pulled away from me, his body almost out the door. “I can tell even if you don’t want to confess it yet. That’s okay though, we can play this cat and mouse game as long as you want, or at least until you’re begging for your release.” Then just like that he was gone down the hall, probably relieving himself all while I was still trying to get my heart back into my chest. Talon had the power to destroy me, and I had all but given him the power to do so. I was fucking screwed and not even in the good way.
Her Pussy Was Mine